Sleep Banking

Today we are going to be discussing Sleep Banking. Yes, there is such a thing!

Of the many, many, many lessons I have learnt over the past few weeks is the importance of sleep. Before John left us, I was running on a very small amount of shut eye because I found it very hard to switch my mind of. As a result of this, I am pretty sure I started to lose it. My mind, that was.

After he passed away, I knew that something had to change. I was 100% exhausted. I couldn’t blog, I couldn’t be bothered to do anything. I was barely functioning. Then I left for our Thailand Escape and something shifted in me. The answer was in between the sheets.

Solid, bankable sleep.

Over these past few weeks I have been turning off mindless Netflix binge watching and getting into bed at a decent hour, snuggling under the cool, cotton covers and have been drifting off to sleep. Proper sleep. And the difference has been amazing.

Sleep is such a bullshit topic to write about I know. You are either tossing and turning, up with a baby, laying next to a snorer, laying awake staring at the ceiling watching the minutes go past in a panic, waking up too early, worrying about bullshit, you know the drill. And as you get older, you will start your day questioning others in your household…

“Did you sleep ok?”

The report comes back “Really well thank you…” or “Complete rubbish.”

This morning (I am at a work retreat at the moment) I was late for the breakfast meeting because…


I turned up to the cafe and enquired after everyone’s sleep. The young ones had gone out dancing after our cocktail party last night, but their clear eyes and smooth skin….. so not fucking fair….

I sat down next to fellow blogger Bruce and we talked about sleep, sleep quality, why one might have to get up in the middle of the night to drain the main vein to make the bladder gladder, you know… the important stuff.

Bruce told me that he had recently been diagnosed with sleep apnea. He has been using a mask for a while now, like a Darth Vader situation and told me that it has made such a difference to his sleep quality. He wakes up feeling so fresh and ready to roll, and I am thinking that I need to get me some of that! *books into a sleep study*

You know when you were a kid and you would be off your face with tiredness, and you would be chucking a tantrum and your Mum would say to you “Oh you are just tired…”? And you would scream back at her “NO I AM NOT TIRED I AM SO NOT TIRED….” You can still see this scene being played out everyday in shopping centres the country over.

Being over tired makes you feral. FACT. Being over tired makes you crazy loco. FACT. Bankable sleep is worth its weight in whatever you measure sleep patterns with. FACT. Get into bed. And that is an order….

Do you sleep the sleep of the dead?

What time to you REALLY go to bed?

Sleep Apnea? Does it haunt you?